Sound of raindrops so beautiful like a melodie of harmonious moans,
Bringing me down as weight but comforting my eaars as I screech for prey To eat,
Flowers, sticks, crushed by my feet like defenseless pieces of foam,
Sacrificing themselves for my presence as I benevolently freely roam,
As I fight to maintain my role, the blood blends with the rain creating a Dilution of color,
So beautiful it quenches me to watch it flow as I lay and flutter,

This place, surrounded by rain is my home,
I am a killer but at the same time a lover,
When i **** I love
To be killed by me is to be loved by me,
from the scars on my body, to the blood in the ground remaining forever As a stain
It is all a symbol of my reign
And when I fall, whether it be from the might of another beast or bolt of Lightning,

I have not fallin by you, I have merely fallin for the rain.

In a sense I am living and roaming again.